My Mom and I's Secret
Copyright© 2025 by danbaifen
Chapter 31
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 31 - Dad smiled bitterly on the phone and sighed, "I know you are talking in anger. But when I woke up today and found the divorce agreement you left, I was really scared." "Why did I say that in anger?" Mom yelled angrily into the phone, holding my hard cock against her vaginal opening and sitting down suddenly! I was so scared that I almost screamed. Mom sat down so hard that if the angle was slightly wrong, I would definitely be broken in two. Fortunately, such a tragic thing did not happen.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son AI Generated
In the end, I resisted her temptation and didn’t give in to my desires. Going against my own will and deceiving her with lies might have earned me temporary pleasure, but I couldn’t do it. My mother’s years of education had prevented me from doing such a shameless thing.
Although I didn’t admit my mistake, Kimberly didn’t get angry. After watching a movie and having dinner, she drove me home.
As agreed, after we got off the car, she chased me down and hugged me and kissed me goodbye. I thought she would just give me a casual kiss and that was it, but she kissed me seriously, not the teasing kiss like last time in the elevator. I could clearly feel her sincerity when our lips touched.
Her enthusiasm almost made me forget that there was no love between us. It took me a while to come to my senses and I pushed her to indicate that it was almost done. She giggled and bit my lower lip gently to prevent me from leaving. I had to tickle her to force her to let go.
As I turned to leave, she whispered behind me,” Benjamin, I think I’m starting to like you.”
“You’re lying again, Kimberly is so mean.” I responded with a smile without looking back, and rushed into the community as if I was escaping. I didn’t stop until she could no longer see my back, then I covered my chest and let out a long sigh of relief.
I don’t know what she meant by this, but the moment I heard it, I felt my heart beating faster than any time we were together before. I was so excited that I almost suffocated. I didn’t dare to look at her at all, and I felt guilty for betraying my mother.
I stood in the garden of the community for a long time before I calmed down. When I got home, my father was sitting on the sofa watching the news, but I didn’t see my mother.
“Dad, I’m back. Where’s my mom?”
“Looks like he’s sorting things out in the storeroom.”
I held the torn T-shirt in my hand, walked to the door of the storage room, pushed open the half-closed door and called out, “Mom, I’m back.”
“I know. You played so late, I thought you weren’t coming back.” Mom looked up at me from the sundries, and her eyes froze when they fell on my chest. “What’s wrong with the clothes?”
“Oh, I accidentally broke it. I’ll go take a shower and then come help you.”
I deliberately took my pajamas and hid in the bathroom in a panic. As expected, my mother followed me in as soon as I took off my clothes. I quickly covered my chest and whispered, “Mom, why did you come in? My dad is still outside!”
My mother said in a low voice with a cold face: “I just came back from shopping and saw you hugging and kissing at the gate of the community. Now you are busy taking a shower. Did you do something with her?”
“ ... No, no.”
“No?” Mom looked at me suspiciously for a few seconds, then suddenly pulled my hand away, exposing the wound on my chest. “What’s going on?”
“Yes ... she bit me.”
“She’s not a dog. Why would she bite you for no reason?” Mom’s voice was very low, but the anger in it was getting louder and louder. “Are you still not willing to tell mom the truth?”
“We really didn’t do anything...” I lowered my head and pretended to be guilty. I took the opportunity to sneak a peek at my mother’s beautiful legs. I was secretly proud in my heart. It turned out that my mother cared very much about whether Kimberly violated the rules she set.
“Take your hands away.” Mom squatted down with her face facing my lower body, not caring at all that Dad was still at home.
I was shocked. Was my mother overstimulated? I just wanted to attract her attention. Was it necessary to make such a big deal?
My mother impatiently pushed my hand away and carefully observed my private parts. She looked at it very seriously, as if she was treating my private parts as a difficult problem that needed to be studied hard. Although I have the habit of taking a shower and changing underwear every day, it is inevitable to sweat after a day, and I will definitely smell it from such a close distance. Just when I was worried, my mother sniffed lightly and a blush slowly appeared on her face.
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